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Medulla poetarum Romanorum: or, The most beautiful and instructive ..., Zväzok 1
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Strana 469 - There Charon stands, who rules the dreary coast — A sordid god: down from his hoary chin A length of beard descends, uncomb'd, unclean: His eyes, like hollow furnaces on fire; A girdle, foul with grease, binds his obscene attire.
Strana 439 - Till, on the borders of the Po, at last The name inscrib'd on the new tomb appears : The dear, dear name she bathes in flowing tears, Hangs o'er the tomb, unable to depart, And hugs the marble to her throbbing heart. Her daughters too lament, and sigh, and mourn, (A fruitless tribute to their brother's urn,) And beat their naked bosoms, and complain, And call aloud for Phaeton in vain : All the long night their mournful watch they keep, And all the day stand round the tomb, and weep.
Strana 515 - Oppress'd with numbers in th' unequal field, His men discourag'd, and himself expell'd, Let him for succour sue from place to place, Torn from his subjects, and his son's embrace. First let him see his friends in battle...
Strana 235 - The frighted wolf now swims amongst the sheep; The yellow lion wanders in the deep: His rapid force no longer helps the boar: The stag swims faster, than he ran before.
Strana 469 - Which fill'd the margin of the fatal flood: Husbands and wives, boys and unmarried maids, And mighty heroes' more majestic shades, And youths, intomb'd before their fathers' eyes, With hollow groans, and shrieks, and feeble cries.
Strana 491 - A beam there was, on which a beechen pail Hung by the handle, on a driven nail: This...
Strana 407 - What age so large a crop of vices bore, Or when was avarice extended more ? When were the dice with more profusion thrown ? DKYDEN.
Strana 29 - Fraud, avarice, and force, their places took. Then sails were spread to every wind that blew, Raw were the sailors and the depths were new ; Trees, rudely hollow'd, did the waves sustain, Ere ships in triumph plough'd the watery plain. Then landmarks limited to each his right ; For all before was common as the light.
Strana 77 - He said, and soaring swiftly wing'd his flight; Nor stopt but on Parnassus' airy height. Two diff'rent shafts he from his quiver draws; One to repel desire, and one to cause. One shaft is pointed with refulgent gold, To bribe the love, and make the lover bold: One blunt, and tipt with lead, whose base allay Provokes disdain, and drives desire away. The blunted bolt against the nymph he drest: But with the sharp, transfixt Apollo's breast.